[b][h2][center]Domimic Ortega[/center][center] [img]http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7e5jxSjVe1qbw8npo2_1280.jpg[/img]
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  Dominic woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. Before he could answer he could hear the lady his roommate brought home.
“FUCK NO YOU CALLED ME VANESSA THAT MUST BE ONE OF YOUR OTHER BITCHES, YOU NOW WHAT I DON’T NEED THIS SHIT ITS TOO EARLY IN THE MORNING.” with a frustrated sigh Dominic got out of bed. "Puta Madre." Dominic muttered as he silenced his phone.
Dominic had spent last night with a couple work friends drinking a little hole in the wall bar they found across town. They tended to get wild so he preferred going to bars they frequent rather then his favorite places.
 slowly dominic rose from his bed and got dressed in red and black basketball shorts and a black sleeveless undershirt. Rubbing his face Dominic opens his door and looks out to see a woman leave the apartment. 
 
   "Well that's festive..." Dominic muttered as he headed to the kitchen to make some coffee. Quickly he realized he had a phone call, sluggishly  Quickly he looked at his phone and saw the number in the call log with a 2 minute message. It was a girl he met while out drinking a while back. It was odd that she called him so often as last time they had been face to face he had kicked her boyfriend's ass for being an ass. Just thinking about that night made his hand hurt [b]when I find out he gave her my number...[/b] he thought as he headed back towards the kitchen. [b]I don't got time for this[/b] he thought as he quickly goes to contacts and sends his roommate a text. [b][i]thanks for the wake up, not like I wanted to sleep in ass.[/i][/b] he typed with a smile. Dom knew his roommate knew that he was joking around. [b][i] Im gonna make some coffee I'm hung over so I don't wanna cook or drive.[/i][/b]